They agreed without much enthusiasm. Now they had reached their object,
a reaction had begun, and Agatha was sensible of a curious flatness. She
knew that Drummond and the rock-borer could do nothing with their
claims except sell them to somebody who could supply the money to
develop the mines; but before they started Thirlwell had outlined a plan
by which the holdings might be consolidated and worked together. The men
had approved and promised to give her what Thirlwell called an option,
if it seemed worth while to do the work required before the patents
would be granted.
When the fumes had cleared they went with him to the cliff and he came
back with a heavy bag. It was dark, but the firelight shone about him as
he poured out the stones he had brought and gave her one or two.
"The stuff looks as good as the specimens we have," he said quietly.
Agatha agreed as she weighed the pieces, but her eyes were fixed on his
face. He looked stern, but forced a smile--
"Your father was not deceived, and what he left unfinished you can make
good. I think you are going to be rich."
"If so, I owe it all to you."
He shook his head. "You might have found the lode without me, but I
expect you're tired and you ought to sleep well to-night. I must begin
at daybreak. The sooner we start back to record the ground we claim, the
better."
"Then good-night," she said quietly, but when she moved away through the
shadow her face was resolute.
CHAPTER XXVII
THIRLWELL'S DULLNESS
Soon after daybreak, Thirlwell, Drummond, and the rock-borer pushed
their way through the woods behind the cliff. The vein dipped and in
consequence the farther one went back from the creek, the greater would
be the cost of reaching the ore. Besides, it was possible that the ore
pinched out and the uncovered part was an unusually rich pocket. His
companions had agreed that he should have the next best location after
Agatha's, and followed his advice about staking their claims. The
half-breeds had, however, declined to exercise their rights; they were
trappers and _voyageurs_, and stated that they had no use for mines.
Thirlwell thought there was no more ground worth recording, and doubted,
for that matter, if his and the others' claims were worth much, but it
was prudent to keep intruders out. Disputes often rose about the
application of the mining laws, and it might be dangerous to have a rich
and unscrupulous antagonist. His companions went away feeling puzzled by
his coolness. On the journey he had encouraged the party with humorous
banter, and made a joke of their difficulties; now he was quiet and
reserved.
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